I know many people decide to go vegan, vegetarian or engage in a healthier lifestyle as part of their New Year’s resolutions, but after looking at some rather unflattering spring break pictures I’ve decided that there is no better time than now to cut all the extra weight I’ve gained over the past two years (thanks to my increased alcohol and fatty food consumption).

When living on your own, or at least in your own apartment, it’s easy to say that you will shop for healthier food, eat salads, have smaller meals and indulge in minimal sweets. As the old saying goes, it’s easier said than done. After going through the torture of dormitory food freshman year you think that food can’t get much worse. And that is pretty much the truth, but the choices I and many others make outside of dorm life are nearly as bad.

Living less than a block away from the fast food haven that is Green St., it becomes increasingly hard to stop myself from dropping into Chipotle on my way back from class and from steering clear of Pizza Hut when my refrigerator is suddenly lacking food that appealing.

There comes a point when enough is enough and I think I’ve finally hit that point. I’ve been here before — diets and working out — and I know that it isn’t fun. Once I set a routine and actually do buy the above mentioned ‘healthier foods’ the diet becomes less of a chore and more of a lifestyle choice.

I know I will never be a vegan, or a vegetarian for that matter. I’ve recently spoken to one of my friends who has lost a lot of weight and said that he rarely eats red meat and I’m starting to think about if that could be an option for me. I do eat a lot more beef patties, bacon, sausage and who knows else than I should. This is merely out of convenience and not because I find these foods incredibly tasty or satisfying.

I’ve also never been one for seafood, but I’ve decided that there’s no better time than the present to stretch my palate and culture myself with some out-of-the-ordinary food choices.

So, for the looming beach season — my hope is to be at a comfortable body weight, not afraid to flaunt a little extra skin. Let’s be honest, no one likes a fatty in a swimsuit. I’m open to any and all suggestions for diets that may (or may not) have worked for those of you reading. Here’s to hoping.

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